Monthly Archives: October 2016

Bighorn Sheep in the Radium Morning Mist

(taken by my daughter)  

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I think I’d miss hearing more than seeing if I had a major handicap.

(Imagine living without the sound of birds and Nature) Especially after listening to yet another sublime concert by the Vienna Philharmonic. Ah, the language, power, and beauty of music! To say nothing of all the beauty of evocative spoken words … Continue reading

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Remembering the schmoes, peons, and slaves this morning

(Think, too, of all the great or fine cities and towns built by lower class or ordinary male workers.) ………………………………………………………… who built civilizations (European, Egyptian, Asian, and so forth) and the most beautiful and remarkable edifices and buildings of human history. Thought of this … Continue reading

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Hosting the Haven Readings Last Evening

(with international romantic poet-friend Kadrush Radogoshi) Always a pleasure. A full house at the Upper Crust. I was the mic host for 4 scheduled readers and 7 open stage readers. ‘Twas a lot of fun as usual, a reactivation of my … Continue reading

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“There is no poetry or humanity in the dollar.”–RD

1. All these immigrant workers nickeling and diming to make a living in Canada, doing dangerous jobs with companies cutting corners and totally unconcerned about worker rights and safety in order to increase the profit line. Immigrant colonialism. (Punish the capitalist bastards and … Continue reading

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No Promises to Keep

(“Hyla Brook”–poem and place at Robert Frost Farm, Derry, New Hampshire, 1991) He had come to New England in the third quarter of his life, had come to where the October highway forked and he could see now that the … Continue reading

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Remembering 1991: A Key Turning Point in My Life…

“The Window” (a study in self-imposed limitations; living mole-like with blinders and chains on oneself) for me in terms of consciousness. I have never looked back. Aided and inspired by such landmark films as My Dinner with Andre, I was … Continue reading

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Nahanni Love (by)

Jackie Zinger. The Frame Channel. Highly recommended.

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